[Neran]

Harley rocked back and forth in her seat as she blew a kiss towards Poison Ivy, who was in a seat next to her. Curiosity beckoned her to wonder about their situation. They were Arkham, made sense.

They were called into some sort of mandatory meeting, weird but interesting and not to different from a therapy session.

Wonder Woman was now sitting across from them, that fancy gold lasso being wrapped around all of their arms. Wasn’t that supposed to make people not lie or something? Weirdly enough, that was the only form of restraint on the two criminals.

“Harleen Quinzel and Pamela Isley.” Harley gagged at her old name… but considering who gave her the current one…eh. “I have come to you today to offer you what I believe is known as a ‘plea deal’. And for the purpose of saving time, you are unable to lie as long as this Lasso is touching you. And it also reveals your actions, such as attacking, when you plan to do it. Naturally the same goes for me. So I would not advise attacking me, and instead listening.”